In Arctic worlds
I have roamed
where fettered hearts
leave shields unfold.
when hopes fade
and doubts remain.
Through countless seasons have I known
the wandered edge of glacial cold
a yearning to flee
a wanting to know
why love no longer mourns withhold.
From Arctic worlds
I have roamed
where glaciers melt
and water flows,
a stirring heart
to love must go.
A few months ago, I stumbled across a local museum website announcement for a new offering of a free 50-minute weekly yoga class. To circumvent the sedentary aspect of being a writer, I thought that’s perfect. I can totally try that out.
With no expectations beyond a little stretch here-and-there, I arrived on the first day of class as I usually do before I attend a new event…five minutes before start time without having done much research. I had no idea what type of yoga would be taught, the best clothing to wear, or if I would need any gear. …
When we’re trying to manifest something, it’s quite easy to get caught up in the loose definition of the word and the new age commercial appeal. People ask, “How do I manifest money? How do I manifest a car? How do manifest my dream job?”
When I first became aware of the Law of Attraction and manifestation, even I asked those questions! But as I learned more, I quickly realized there is way more to it than positive thinking.
With regards to manifestation, the first thing to be aware of is what manifestation actually is:
“Essentially, manifestation is bringing something tangible into your life through attraction and belief, i.e. if you think it, it will come. However, there is more to manifestation than willpower and positive thinking. Manifesting is making everything you want to feel and experience a reality… via your thoughts, actions, beliefs, and emotions.” …
According to Johnny Mathis, the holiday season is considered “… the most wonderful time of the year.”
“…With the kids jingle belling, and everyone telling you “Be of good cheer,” it’s the most wonderful time of the year…” or at least it’s supposed to be.
For many, the holiday season is not considered a time to “be of good cheer.”
Whether it’s dreading another heated political discussion with your uncle or dodging unsolicited opinions about what you should be doing with your life, when it comes to being with family the holiday season can be one of the most stressful times of the year. …
“My birth was not a celebrated and magical event. My parents’ relationship had always been rocky and, sadly, it completely unraveled during my mother’s pregnancy with me.
We lived in Bellflower, California, a low-income neighborhood between Long Beach and Compton, in a large concrete apartment building surrounded by chaos. Gangs were commonplace and I became used to the sounds of gunshots, sirens, and police helicopters.
Even as a small child I felt a lot of love and compassion for my parents, and I recognized early on that they were themselves survivors. My father left soon after I was born and my mother worked as much as she could for us. …
Spiritual renegades take chances that move people forward
They see possibilities
where others do not
They see openings
where others see closures
They see love
where others hold their hearts closed
Renegades push boundaries until boundaries move forward
which keep you anchored
in outdated beliefs
and ways of relating to one another
at home, at work or in social circles
are moving forward
and make space
for more compassion
equity and inclusion
They spread ideas
infused with love
Boundaries change worlds
They either hold you back
or move you forward
Every day you make hundreds of choices
One of those choices is
to open your heart
to keep it closed
What type of renegade you will be? Who will you choose to be . . . today?
Mentoring comes in all shapes and sizes. It’s not always a meeting for coffee and reporting back. It can happen in a variety of different ways, like meeting an author at a book fair and requesting an email interview.
Unlike my usual manner of attending events without having gone over the complete schedule, for some reason before going to the Leimert Park Book Fair, I looked through the online schedule in its entirety and noticed a book-to-film panel discussion. How did I miss that when I made plans to attend?! …
“The butterfly does not contradict the caterpillar; it is a natural stage of its unfoldment. At some point the caterpillar surrenders to the impulse of transforming into a butterfly. When the evolutionary impulse begins to cause you to want you to scratch its itch, you will know it. You don’t have to feel anxious about surrendering to it. Allow it. Surrender is simply saying, “I am available to what seeks to emerge through and as me.”” — Michael Bernard Beckwith
Surrender can be perceived as one of the most difficult parts of growth. It can easily be confused with a feeling of powerlessness. The idea of not doing something, anything, to address a problem seems to go against your very nature. …
Many writers dream of being published. But what is being a published author really like? Is it fabulous? Highly pressured and stressful? Or is it something in-between?
Considering the range of possible experiences, I wanted to find out what authors wish they had known prior to becoming a published author to juxtapose with the reality of being a published author.
I asked traditionally published and self-published authors the following question:
What is the most important thing you wish you had known prior to becoming a published author?
Here’s what each had to say.
Book marketing can be a lonely business. It’s a lot like motherhood, in my opinion. You may think you’re in this new endeavor with a partner, supported by friends or family. You’ve read books, listened to podcasts and absorbed the wisdom of a myriad of experts. Then you find yourself at 3 a.m., …
My mind was trying to kill me again.
“Who do you think you are?” it growled as I squatted in a green porta potty four and a half miles into the Columbus Marathon. The sun shining on the white top bathed me in gray light.
The running partners I’d begun the race with that morning, and trained with for the past four months, had gone ahead without me. They would have stayed. I’d spent a mile convincing them to leave after I could no longer ignore my bowels.
Alone in the fiberglass cubicle, trying to avoid sitting down, I shivered with loneliness as I finished my task. …